My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 360 Interrogation

Elliot’s fists clenched where they rested atop his knees as he pressed, “What did that b*stard look like? Do you know what he did for a living?”

“I don’t know. Last I heard, he was a male escort. Besides, you know how clubs can get rowdy and chaotic, so it’s not as if I would have paid attention to anyone’s background,” Erica said, but the way she blinked her eyes told Elliot that she was lying.

Seeing that she was being untruthful, he went on to demand, “Tell me the time and place of the incident.”

“I don’t really remember the time, but I know it took place at Abyss Club.”

Upon hearing this, Elliot’s heart dropped to his stomach. Abyss Club? That was where Hayley and I… He snapped out of his thoughts and urged, “You’re sure it was Abyss Club?”

“I’m sure,” she replied firmly. “As for what happened that night, I don’t quite remember.” She wasn’t lying this time.

He went on to probe for more information, asking, “Do you recall what seasonal clothes you were wearing? You would remember that.”

were wearing our summer wardrobe. Do

police and file a complaint on Anastasia’s behalf after she was assaulted that night? You’re supposedly her family, aren’t you?”

quirked her lips and muttered, “It wasn’t as if we were the ones who caused something like that to happen to her. Besides, she happened to

would never confess to having admitted to Anastasia, upon her

was Abyss Club. This was the same club where he and Hayley had had their encounter five years ago as well. He wondered if this was all a coincidence, and if that

questions you have for me, Young Master Elliot?” Erica asked, pulling him

you sure you know nothing about the male

about him,” she insisted. “Also, I’m willing to bet that my sister walked into the wrong room and got herself screwed over by him. Apparently, he was a maniac who nearly tortured my sister to

the earth. “That’s enough from you,” he bit out through gritted teeth. He didn’t want to sit here a moment longer and hear Erica’s scathing remarks about Anastasia. “You may leave

but her gaze flickered wistfully over the elegant man sitting across from her as she said shamelessly, “Young Master Elliot, I just want you to know that

by this that she flushed

that, she turned to leave the room like how one might flee from danger. Holy crap! If looks could kill, I would’ve been dead a hundred times over, she thought as a chill ran down her spine. More importantly, she had seen how lowly she looked in Elliot’s clear, obsidian eyes. He was high and mighty like he was born to be on a pedestal, and what she had